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TJH 594: The Cuddles Club

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“We do not condone this activity in any way, shape or form.”

Back on track with another hilariously funny episode of your favorite weekly comedy podcast, The Jamhole. Mat Lee here as usual with some show notes for the first episode of March in the year of our lord 2013. On episode 594 I’m joined by both the Kdog AND the Ddog. Very exciting indeed. Keep on reading for links and somewhat witty commentary on the episode. Can you beleve we’ve been doing this for almost 600 episodes? Perhaps 666 will be a good place to stop and retire this show. What do you think about that? Should we keep it going or stick a fork in it? Drop us a comment below.

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TJH 592: A Fine and Pleasant Misery

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“Don’t bring my testicles into it like that, they’re precious.”

The Jamhole free comedy podcast, back at it once again. Come check the live shows every Friday evening around 6 or 7 our time. We also have a new Google+ community which we make events for each episode on. Check it out. Anyway, here’s some show notes for episode 192.

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TJH 591: Hindsight Insight

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“If you knew that, would you have done anything different?”

Here you go, another freshly funny awkwardly interesting episode of the Jamhole. You know, the Jamhole? It’s our weekly comedy show. We have Duncan back to host another great episode bringing to light all sorts of stupid shit. On tonight’s episode we have a new bit called the Montana Meth Project: Remix. We hope you enjoy it. It’s late right now, so I’m going to bang these show notes out in a half ass manner and call it a night. As always, follow us on your favorite social network, join the Jamhole Google+ community and we’ll chat at you online!

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TJH 584: Watch This

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“This was like borderline Clockwork Orange brainwashing.”

Howdy Jamholia! It’s been a minute since our last episode, and a whole lot of shit has transpired in the mean time. Mat Lee here as per usual, joined by the lovely Bunny holding it down for yet another episode of our usually weekly, always free comedy podcast. On tonight’s episode we talk about what happens when that totally awesome prank goes tragically wrong, some final thoughts on my trip to the Ibogaine Clinic in Mexico, some Snuggle Bunny updates, stealing pillow pets, why people should lose their driving privileges at 65, the Heartland Virus, being fat at Disney Land, there’s more than one way to skin a cat, and so much more. Please be sure to subscribe to the podcast and help us spread the word about our shows. There are five of them all together. Thanks for listening, and we’ll see you next week. Keep reading more for links to articles and some more jokes.

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TJH 583: Safety First

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“Why do you want to watch me hang out on Facebook?”

Hello and welcome to episode 583 of the Jamhole free comedy podcast. Once again getting through another week or two of the complete and utter bullshit we call life to bring you life, revisited. Life imitating art imitating bullshit. Things are slowly getting back to normal, no thanks to old “friends” and “flames.” I do have some advice for you all in hindsight. This might be a complete duh moment for some of you, but I feel more enlightened at least. Once someone is out of your life, regardless of whatever minor attachments may be left clinging, keep them out of your life. Whatever the reasons you had for calling it quits are going to probably be far more logical than whatever the stupid reasons you are rationalizing letting them come back in for. Yes, even if you used to do a podcast with them. Yes, even if you used to date. Move on, find something better and start improving your life. It’s not worth it, no matter how minimal the contact. Read some notes and enjoy the show.

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Ep 270: Quantum Leap

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“I’m not a doctor, and the device is what does the work on your body.”

It’s now the evening of Thursday, November 12th 2009, and I just got finished up another long back breaking day of work. The only thought running laps in my mind has been the surreal fact that in the next 24 hours, I will have my first ever surgery. The kicker is that the first surgery I get to experience just so happens to be on my dick. Yea, I thought the same exact thing, lucky me. I imagine it going a little something like this: I arrive at noon, greeted with smiles from both sides of the facility. I will of course, have to fill out more paper work. They will offer me some water. Being slightly parched from my conventional nervousness I will graciously accept the little paper cup. I down it in one big gulp, and I instantly know something is off. Too late. The water has a weird taste, must be Culligan… Oh fuck, here we go. Everything starts imprudently shifting, eyes getting blurry, head getting fuzzy, equilibrium all fucked up, brain dizzy, watch out for the floor Mat… I’m somehow caught in mid fall by a large man pushing a wheel chair. Where did he come from I think to myself. Weird… As I drift in and out of consciousness, he wheels me into the operating room, where my now limp body is carefully transferred onto the cold lifeless metal that is the surgery table. Nightmarish imagery flashes in and out of my mind’s eye, taking bits and pieces from what my real eyes are seeing and transforming them into something reminiscent of a horrorfest movie. I’m surrounded by a group of people I don’t know, all waiting for the harbinger to raise the mighty scalpel and bury it into my shaft. In a ritualistic sacrifice of sorts, the group joins hands as they chant the ancient words. This is the exorcyst. This is my penile exorcystem of a down… (ok, that was a stretch) The demon that has made my woody woodpecker it’s home will be forcefully ejaculated, but not without putting up a fight. Somehow it feels like the demon is holding on. It doesn’t want to leave. They never leave quietly, and not without fucking some shit up first. I can feel the tentacles tightening their grasp on whatever part of my corpus spongiosum they are entangled in. I feel them loosen with each swipe of the blade, I can hear the shrieks of the dying demon within. Should have chosen another place to hole up in demon. In this battle, you will not emerge the victor. I will. I already have. One down, two to go. In the quantum universe, this is all said and done. I am back home relaxing, nursing my wound, icing my cock and balls. Then again, in another universe, something went horribly wrong and they had to amputate my captain hook. Let’s all wish me luck!

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